Insensitive Bocchi-kun ~Reluctantly Heading to School Today~ [Dropped] - Chapter 101: The Two Unfathomable Men

Chapter 101: The Two Unfathomable Men

Why… why are they here? Those guys.

Come to think of it, they were wearing this school’s uniform… Damn it.

And to be in the same class, too…

My name is Takeru Yorimoto.

I’ve never lost a fight since I was born, and despite how I may appear, I’m top-notch in my studies. I’ve never had trouble with women, either.

Whatever I do, I always come out on top—I’m a man beloved by the gods.

That was me, Takeru Yorimoto… or so it was supposed to be.

In my previous school, and the one before that, no one dared to go against me.

Well, I did whatever I pleased a bit too much and ended up being transferred again.

But my parents are rich, and I thought I would do whatever I wanted at this school too.

The world is supposed to revolve around me… that’s what was supposed to be.

But then… what the hell are those guys?

I’ve never encountered anyone like them before.

The epitome of oddity.

At a glance, they look like weaklings. By appearances, they should have been the first to become my servants, my playthings.

That’s what I thought yesterday, planning to amuse myself with these guys who caught my eye just to kill some time right after moving in.

But now, that sensation is still lingering in my body. The sensation of that punch.

What was with that heavy punch? And it didn’t even seem like he was serious, yet it was so heavy. Why did such a punch come from a guy who doesn’t stand out?

Even just recalling yesterday, I thought my internal organs had burst, and if he had been serious…

Damn… and to think my serious punches were so easily dodged with such a nonchalant face by him.

I believe his name was Mamiya… just who in the world is he?

That fleeting intent to kill that leaked out from him for a moment was seriously dangerous. 

Really… it was dangerous.

Even now, as I remember that moment, it’s frustrating, but my body still trembles.

Damn it…

“…”

And yet, even more bizarre than Mamiya is that guy.

His name is… Tanaka.

What’s with his confident and composed attitude?

Like Mamiya, why isn’t he intimidated by me at all?

Moreover, with me, poised to throw a punch, he just kept his hands in his pockets the whole time, flashing a relaxed smile without even blinking.

In the end, it was I who got stopped by Mamiya and took a counter hit, but if he hadn’t intervened, what would have become of me…?

I can’t predict it at all.

I’ve been through a fair number of fights. That’s why I can read most patterns of a fight.

But seriously, I can’t predict that guy’s next move, no matter how much I simulate it in my head. 

Just what is he? Too creepy.

Even today, he was glaring at me all the time.

What is he thinking?

I can’t read him… I don’t understand at all. He’s too different.

Despite looking weak, what’s with that creepy aura seeping out from him? I’ve seriously never seen anyone like that before.

Honestly, compared to him, I’d say Mamiya is more bearable.

Could it be that in a fight, he’s even beyond Mamiya…?

Thinking back to yesterday, he was always laughing behind Mamiya, who had beaten me up. 

Is he the real deal of dangerous?

It’s completely unimaginable from that plain appearance, but Mamiya, equally unimpressive in looks, possesses that strength. Truly dangerous… Damn, Tanaka is seriously bad news.

What is with those two?

And then… damn it.

That girl named Yamamoto, she’s incredibly cute. Excruciatingly my type.

I want her to be mine immediately, right now.

I seriously want to make her mine but…

Tch, damn it. Damn, damn, damn!

That vibe. Has she already been charmed by Mamiya?

Even now, they’re all cozy with each other.

Damn… Why does a plain guy like him get a girl too?

It’s too weird.

Normally, I’d just take her from him, but my instincts are screaming at me to stop. Absolutely stop.

Well, just this once, I’ll listen to those instincts.

Because seriously, my life might be in danger.

Just thinking about the unknown risks sends cold sweat down my forehead again.

Damn… To be unable to do anything when such a prize is in front of me, tch.

And there it is again… damn it.

I feel the gaze again. And when I look in that direction, it’s always him.

Tanaka…

So why have you been glaring at me incessantly this whole time?

It’s creeping me out. Seriously, what’s your deal?

And, whoa, there he goes smirking again.

That’s scary.

It makes too little sense.

A psychopath? Is he a psychopath?

It would be incredibly pleasing if a beauty like Yamamoto did this, but why on earth does it have to be you?

It’s not pleasant at all. Really not pleasant. This is a joke.

Ah… what is it with you? What is it with this guy?

Why did I have to shake down such people yesterday?

And why, of all places, did I have to transfer to this school, to this class where these guys are?

Damn it, why, why, why does it have to be me…

It’s weird. It’s too weird, all of it.

Damn…

Really, stop looking at me… Tanaka.

It’s no good. It’s really driving me insane.

What is it? What the hell is it?

Tanaka

I seriously don’t understand.